Today I'm going to invent something. I'm not quite sure what yet, but I have tons of ideas. These past few weeks I haven't had a lot of free time to invent; I guess that's because I've been a little preoccupied with having a boyfriend! Yay! I just don't think that will ever get old. But anyways back to my point I've got a lot of inventing to make up for.

I set to work on my latest project; the Mop-inator! Ok I know dumb name. Give me a break it's been a bit since my last invention, I'm a little rusty. It's like how a vacuum is like an automated broom, but with a mop. I think it could really help with chores, but that's not important. I'm just happy to be doing what I love.

With that thought I set back to work. I'm about halfway done when I'm interrupted. This had better be good.

"Hey Harls how's it hanging?"

"I'm a little busy Ethan…"

"Oh ok I just wanted to come down and see you; it feels like forever since we just got to talk."

"I see you all the time Ethan; we live in the same house. As for talking I guess I've just been a little busy lately.

"Yeah busy sucking face." He says it quietly under his breath but I still hear.

"Ok yeah I've been hanging out with Jason a lot, he's my boyfriend. That's what you're supposed to do as a couple; hang out. Also we do more than make out we have really good conversations and we help each other with homework and-and a lot of other stuff!"

"Ok ok I surrender. I'm sorry I shouldn't have said that. I just miss you BFTF. I'll leave you to your inventing."

I sigh as Ethan leaves. I shouldn't have gone off on him like that; I feel bad. He does have a point though. I think I need to start making more of an effort to spend time with my family again. I don't know, I think I'll ask Jason what I should do when I go over to his house tonight.

I work for a few more hours until I'm sure that my invention works. After I've readjusted for what seemed like the millionth time, I look down at my phone to check the time. 5:49. Ok wow I had hardly noticed just how much time had passed! I told Jason I'd meet him at his house at 6; I need to leave for Jason's right now if I want to have any hope of being on time.

I put away all my tools as quickly as I can. I place the mop-inator off to the side; I'll unveil it to mom later. As I'm walking out the door I check my watch again; 5:57. Oh well so I'm a few minutes late it's not the end of the world. Even with this thought I walk a little faster than normal.

I ended up walking up to his house only 7 minutes late. I ring the doorbell. Before my hand is even back to my side the door is thrown open.

"Where were you?"

He seemed almost mad; that can't be right I'm not that late.

"I'm sorry I know I'm late. I just finally got a chance to invent again, and I lost track of time. Sorry."

"Please don't let it happen again. I called you why didn't you answer me?"

No there's definitely a strain to his voice. I check my phone and there are 4 missed calls from Jason. Oh.

"I'm so sorry I guess I just had my phone in my pocket the whole afternoon. I didn't even check it until now."

He doesn't look happy, but I think the issue is dropped, for now at least. He motions me inside; I take off my coat and hang it up by the front door. He goes to the living room and sits on the couch. I follow after removing my shoes.

"So now that I'm here what shall we do?"

I'm trying to move passed our little mini fight, so flirting a little bit should help a bit right? It seems to as he smirks and pulls me into him. This is usually how it goes; we talk for a bit then make out or makeout first than cuddle. It's really nice. I've grown much more used to the kissing and thoroughly enjoy our after school smooch time, almost as much as I enjoy inventing.

After a bit we break apart for a small reprieve. He grabs us some snacks from the kitchen. When he gets back we start talking about our days. I just can't believe how perfect he is.

"So yeah after school I went to the gym, and that's about it for my day. Pretty average until you got here; then it became amazing like always."

"Aw you make my days better too." I give him a peck on the cheek.

We are just laying on the couch enjoying the silence and each others presence when we start kissing again. A girl could really get used to all this attention. This time I feel his hand start to move up my back once again. Not a big deal I tell myself. He's just repositioning, yeah. I feel him grasp the back of my bra. Ok I was wrong. I pull away.

"I don't think I'm ready to go any farther than what we have been doing yet…"

"Oh come on Harley. We've been dating for weeks now; couldn't we try going a little further?"

"I'm just not sure…"

"I thought you liked me. If you really liked me you would prove it."

"I- I guess we can go a little further…" What else was I supposed to do; I do like him and I don't want him to be upset.

With that his mouth is on mine once again. I try to focus on the kissing and not the hands traveling up my back. Before I even realize it my bra is unhooked. I start to feel a little uncomfortable, but I did say that I'd allow this and I don't go back on my word. I try to focus back in on the kiss- the familiar- but my mind is distracted by his hands. His roaming hands. I think I freeze up, but I don't pull away. Jason doesn't seem to notice and carries on his ministrations. He's touching me through the fabric of my top; grabbing. All of a sudden I feel my shirt start to be lifted, and I can't do it anymore. I rush to sit up and remove his hands from me.

"What the hell Harley? You said we could further."

"I know. I'm sorry. I just can't do it. I'm too young. I think I should just go."

I put my bra back on. I rush to gather my things and just leave before this can get any worse. In my haste I don't see the rage in his eyes or the tight set of his lips.